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''God, fuck, cut it out already! I told you not to hang out with Thiuson anymore! He's been feeding you this weird drug and look at what happ—"

Every push of Tinn's pounding drove him further from the verge of tears. Gun sobbed as his body was used unwillingly, especially after hearing his boyfriend reply to him, ''Aren't I enough for you? You built everything from my money but now you can't even spare your free time for your boyfriend.''

The thrusting did stop for a moment, but it resumed again after Tinn flipped him, completely destroying his keyboard. Gun could hear a crack when his boyfriend made him sit on top of his setup. Out of annoyance, Gun slapped Tinn, disagreeing with what he had said. Unfortunately, it didn't even make Tinn budge. Instead, he proceeded on spreading Gun's legs and resuming chasing his own orgasm.

Then, as if to reward Gun for how he'd hit his boyfriend, Tinn pushed him until he fully learned back to his monitors, inevitably unplugging them and making at least one of them tear from how hard Gun crashed onto it each thrust.

''I hate you. I hate you. I hate you,'' Gun chanted nonchalantly till Tinn had to shut him up with a kiss on his lips. It was deep, it was consuming. Being this close, alcohol wasn't the only thing Gun smelled from Tinn's odor. There was also a faint waft of cocaine and his breath smelled like medicine. He thought he'd quit—Gun was disappointed.

Tinn definitely fucked him like he's a five dollars whore due to the substances he'd taken and Gun couldn't decide whether he liked it or not. His boyfriend was being so rough right now and, well, Gun loved being treated crudely. The stream incident and how high Tinn was being aside, Gun only wished that his boyfriend would finish this so maybe they can move to a more comfortable place.

''Please, I-I...want to cum. Help me.''

''No, baby. Beg for it.''

''Please, please, please, please. Wanna cum,'' the boy sobbed.

''No. Promise daddy that you'll never ignore him again," a hand caressed Gun's cheeks.

''I promise, daddy,'' he finalized with a little hiccup at the end.

''Good.''

A chaste peck landed on top of Gun's head. Tinn smacked his boyfriend's ass and eventually drove himself in and out until Gun's throat was fully hoarse and his hole coarse by the time Tinn angled his cock to hit Gun's pleasure spot. The boy's hole twitched as it hugged Tinn's whole girth, sucking his dick until all the white fluid was massaged out dry.

Tinn's eyes rolled back and he accidentally impaled his cock even deeper in his boyfriend's hole, making it painful for Gun when the head of the penis nudged deeper as he was orgasming.

While his boyfriend was indulging in his drawed out ejaculation, Gun closed his eyes and let him grind out the remainder of his cum inside. Once Tinn emptied a round of his balls inside, he carried Gun onto their messy bed, laying him there without stripping him off the cosplay. He had to admit, his boy indeed looked even cuter in that fit.

Gun had no idea how long will Tinn continue to obliterate him tonight, but, ''I'll kill you if you forget about this in the morning,'' he stated, because they sure have a lot to talk about after what had happened, and Gun swore that he was going to make Tinn pay for what he did.

GUN

When I woke up, my body felt wrecked from last night, but I don't regret it. What I do regret is what I saw next when I managed to sit up in bed.
I stumbled to the bathroom to clean up since I was sticky, and Tinn was still asleep. When I came out, still wobbly and in a robe, I found the floor covered in Tinn's clothes and my ripped cosplay outfit.